#odyssey

Dag grins. "Isn't he though? He's such a great kid."

"Why do you think I made him my brother? " A smile "I love the little furball. I'm not going to lie, while you've been gone I've been hoarding his free time. Mind you, he's too duty minded to let me spoil him constantly. I think your mom had to use all her troll willpower not to giggle when he called himself Dogmar, but she's taken good care of him. So I'm grateful"

"Did you see his halberd?"

"Yes, Bugbasher or whatever" A grin

"Yeah. I know, he's your brother and all... but, like, he feels like family, too."

"Two years ago I would have gotten really defensive about that" She admits "But..yeah. I can see how your parents treat him, and... "A roll of her eyes"I guess it's okay if he has TWO Sisters.. or a sister and a cousin... or you know whatever" then a smile

"Well, we share an oath. So that's probably part of it?"

"And I think we get along better than we used to." Toe scuff.

"Way better" A nod and smile "Sorry I was such a bitchy brat back then"

"I wasn't exactly a peach."

"Well yeah, we both grew up" She admits "At least some. " Thoughtful "Maybe we should get Hearth Kerri a bottle of wine together as a gift for putting up with us"

only half a joke

"Heh. Maybe." Half a grin.

A chuckle "Halfsies?"

"Bet my dad could pick it up for us, yeah."

"And he can keep a secret."

"Yup. Your dad is a troll's troll in a lot of ways." A smirk "The other day he caught Jack and Connor playing in the leaves they meant to be raking. He had this oh so serious 'you neglect your duty' look and they looked sheepish. He shrugged, walked off.. and a wind blew the leaves on the boys and got them playing agian. Funny. THere wasn't a wind before"

"Heh. Sounds like him."

"Yeah, he's kind of like Mountain Frank, a softy under it all"

Clunk sounds as Dagmar's armor is brought down

"Aw, Connor, you're the best!"

"You got big breast..." Jack huffs "Plate "

Gerd blinks then mutters "SO glad he finished that"

BROW.

"What? That part of hte armor, it's heavy" He says

"Yeah, I get it."

"Thank you, Jack" Gerd says as he sets it down.

Jack says "You're welcome. Connor got the most of it"

THUNK. "Got your Gravies..." Greaves... "Your Cauldrons..." Pauldrons? "And all the little bitsy bits."

"And we were careful with it too"

"Thank you!"

"What are you going to fight this time? A bear? A dragon? A dragon-bear?"

"A bare dragon? won't it get cold?"

"Like Peach! A hairless skinny-skin dragon! Argh!" He giggles at the absurd thought!

"I think there's a dragon involved?"

"But a small one. Bigger than a bookwyrm, smaller than Skallstryke."

He looks concerned. "Maybe I better go with you. Who's going to Squire?"

Jack says "It maybe no squires allowed" he says

A sigh. "If I were to go, no one would be here. I guess I better stay. But you remember to only bash MEAN dragons, okay?"

"Right, I don't want to hurt any good dragons."

"And DON'T let any dragons sit on you."

He looks VERY stern about that. "If your armor gets squished, what will I polish?"

"..the bike?"

"OOoooooh. The bike!"

"Hey, no changing the subject. No getting sat on."

"No getting sat on, check."

Gerd smirks

"And yes, check in with the Squire once we're through the challenge. Do you want anything from Fenix?"

"Churros!" Jack says

"i'm sorry that question wasn't for me" he covers his mouth